Where Do I Belong Part 2

As days passed and men fell to the hand of death while homeless I grew into a depression that left me viewing the system as hopeless I grew so ill that my life fell apart one missed day at a time I just couldn't watch these human beings get punished without committing a crime I couldnt continue to bury these people who suffered without being given a chance See those whom do not encounter shelters, resort to stereotypes at first glance Civilians have no idea what homeless really means Imagine panhandling in your neighborhood for a can of beans Imagine walking 12 miles from a shelter that was already filled to the max Then arrive at the next to be told the beds were full you get handed a mat you have to sleep on the floor of a shelter full of hidden disease people tripping over you while you sleep curled up holding your knees these are the very reasons I am afraid to return to the homeless population But inside I know I can change the views of our ignorant nation I want to open the eyes of those who refuse to acknowledge whats true Thousands are homeless going without meals thousands of people like you one day is all it takes to lose all that we possess in our everyday life you could be struck by a fire tomorrow that takes your home children and wife End up in a shelter filled to capacity no help no purpose or direction Standing on a corner with a sign being judged when you search for affection See why I ask the question at hand wondering if I should return To help those people stuck in a failing system being burned As I continue to find my final destination I continue to grow emotionally strong Struggle in my eyes is time to build knowledge and prepare for where I belong